Medical Marijuana

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Medical Marijuana

by Cheryl Boyles

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Or you can call it cannabis, weed, pot, hemp, dope or one of the many names for it! What it’s called, how it’s grown and processed, how it’s taken and whether it’s really worth it – was so confusing for me when I first began looking into it.

I grew up not liking the “weed”. I saw it as bad, something to never do. I tried it a few times in high school and I hated how it made me feel. Having a “type A” personality, I always feel like I need to be in control of myself and the things around me (which does not make my husband happy at time!!! ha ha). When I was “stoned” I sure did not feel in control of my mind.

Now many years later, fighting brain cancer, I’m seeing the cannabis from a new view. My grade 4 GBM brain tumor keeps recurring and no longer responds to the standard chemotherapy treatment Temodar. My great neuro-oncologist Dr. Butowski at UCSF knows I’m hesitant to try other aggressive chemotherapies (because I want high quality of life while I am still alive!) but am more into mild “alternative” treatments, so he recommended I try the Medical Marijuana (MM).

He explained how there is more and more research showing that the THC and CBD in the cannabis can help fight cancer. I was very hesitant to delve into what I considered the bad weed, but at that point there was not much else for me to try. As a result, I officially became what I’ve always labeled as a “stoner”.

I was so overwhelmed when I first began looking into the medical marijuana. With questions like, where do I get it, what form should I consume it in, is it legal here in my state???? Since it has become known that I am taking the MM, I have been getting MANY emails / messages from people with the same questions I had when I started looking into it. Consequently I decided to update my web page and Facebook with what I do to share with others (otherwise my fingers get too tired typing the same thing over and over again!). So here it goes…….

I live part time in Oregon and California and found out it is legal in both states, so I got a legal “permit” in each. Here in the USA, to get it legally, you have to live in a state where it is legal and get it recommended by a doctor, then go through the process of getting a permit. I’m sorry I can’t be helpful for those in other states/countries. Probably the best web page to start gathering information is at www.unitedpatientsgroup.com or if you Google medical marijuana and the place you live, I bet you can find the info needed. That is where I started.

After reading as much as I could about the medical marijuana for fighting cancer and talking with some experts, I decided to take the MM this way…….. (but I am sure it will change over time as more research comes out)

I get my cannabis in California from Mara at: Aunt Zelda’s, Inc. - California 215 Patient Care - Cannabis for Chronic Medical Conditions – Tel 510-604-9550 web http://azcannaoil.com

I get syringes of 10 grams of what is often called “Rick Simpson’s hemp oil” or “Full Extract Cannabis Oil”, which does not really look like “oil” but seems more like tar. It is black, thick, and sticky like tar. The kind I take is full extract made from organic ethanol.

My neuro-oncologist recommended I take a 1:1 ratio between the THC:CBD cannabinoids. From what I read on the internet, often people try to take 1 gram of it a day. There is no way I could ever take that amount! Like I said, I like to feel in control, and if I took that amount I would be like a veggie on the couch staring off into space.

Over time I realized that I could not take more than about 0.10 grams a day (0.05g of each THC & CBD), so I could still keep active and productive in life. Each person is different and affects them differently, so each person needs to figure out what dose they can handle.

Mara at Aunt Zelda’s recommended I take it through the 24 hours each day, to keep it in my system and get the best results, but I could not handle that. Dr. Butowski at UCSF recommended I just take what I can handle, that any amount I can get into my system can be helpful.

I get two syringes, one 10 gram syringe that has mostly THC, and another syringe of 10 grams that has mostly CBD. This is the process that I found works best for me (again with a Type A personality!). I can only take it at night before I go to sleep, so I can sleep the “stoned” feeling off during the night and wake up the next morning feeling back to normal. Also Mara recommended I take a supplement called, Citicoline CDP Choline 250mg that helps take away the “stoned” feeling from the THC.

At 8:00pm I take the Citicoline (you need to take it one hour or more before you take the THC for it to help). The Citicoline really makes a difference for me! Then at 9:00pm I take the THC (about 0.05 grams or more). Then at 10:00pm I take the CBD (about 0.05 grams or more). Then go to bed and sleep like a ROCK! It really helps me sleep so well.

The THC and the CBD both work synergistically together to fight the cancer. Mara told me to take the THC one hour or more before taking the CBD, which helps them work better together. I can’t remember the details as to why, but since Mara said it, I do it! ha ha

The more THC I take, the harder it is to wake up in the morning. Some days, when I really want to get up early in the morning to do something active, I only take the CBD the night before.

I squeeze a tiny bit (about the size of a piece of rice or more) on my finger and rub it under my tongue. If you eat it or smoke it, it does not absorb into your brain / body as well. So rubbing it under your tongue is the best way to take it. It does not taste the best, so recently I have begun to squeeze it onto a little breath mint or something small that tastes good and can fit under my tongue. It helps take the yucky taste away.

As I said, I never thought I would become someone who consumes cannabis daily. However, the more searching and reading I do about the medical marijuana and the more personal experience I have with it, the more convinced I am about its benefits not only for fighting cancer but also helping me sleep better and also helps keep the seizures away!

One week I went backpacking into the wilderness and chose to not take the MM because I didn’t want to be under the influence while I was in the wilderness 10+ miles away from the trailhead. Then sure enough, at 3am in the middle of the night, I had a simple partial seizure in the tent, in my mummy sleeping bag. It was so SCARY. Looking back I wish I had not gone off the CBD for the trip. What I have found out for me personally, is that if I stay on the CBD daily I do not have seizures. If I go off, I have some. Medical research has even shown the CBD helps extreme epilepsy.

When I travel away from home I don’t want to carry the syringes full of MM with me, so I got some empty capsules to squeeze the hemp oil into. Then I swallow the capsules with some water to digest it. Taking the MM in the capsules is not the best way to absorb it into your system, but it sure helps makes traveling with the medical marijuana much easier.

Cannabis also stimulates your brain to release more melatonin (which is what makes you more tired in the day if you take it!). In the past I always took 20mg of the Melatonin at bedtime (which is known to help fight brain cancer). But now that I am on the medical marijuana which releases more melatonin, I cut back to only 10mg of the melatonin capsules each night.

OK, I think I covered all I can. I am no “pro” about the cannabis, but I hope my 2 cents provided enough information to help others investigate the possible use of Medical Marijuana to help fight brain cancer (and also help control seizures and lack of sleep!).

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It was the weekend to attend cannabis events celebrating the convergence of all things 420 (and psychoactive). April 20th is the date to Stand Up, Light Up, and be like the Grateful Dead’s kid, and smoke weed out back at 4:20. My clocks are on 24 hour time, so I seem to miss it each afternoon unless I’m on Twitter. Either I’m just going to bed in the wee morning, or it’s 16:20 here. Let’s not even get started on my kitchen clock, which runs backwards. Each day at 8:40, 4:20 appears on its analog face.

Like my clocks, I don’t have a 4:20 face. Of course, what does that even mean? A 4:20 face. Does that mean I look like Bob Marley with his flowing dreads and magical smile? Or, do I have jailhouse tattoos and piercings all over my body? How about this. Do I secretly rendezvous with a dealer in my cheap skirt and heels during lunch hour? There’s a popular Dove soap commercial floating around the Internet at the moment that illustrates how distorted images can be based upon bias. Fox News is unlikely to highlight the same stories coming out of Denver this weekend at the High Times Cannabis Cup as, say, Steve Elliot at Toke of the Town. Different viewpoint, different face.

Though cannabis consumes most of my waking hours as a volunteer with Aunt Zelda’s, when I’m at the grocer, you’d look right passed me on a good day. Without ingesting cannabis each day, I would have very few hours to be functional. I don’t look like the ‘face’ of the 420 movement. More like a yoga pant wearing, Prius driving former techie baby boomer. Yet, I am. So are you. So is everyone who has an endocannabinoid system in their body.

A member of Aunt Zelda’s received the best possible news yesterday. His MRI scans are clear. The glioblastoma that the oncologists warned him a year ago would claim his life by now, is still nowhere to be seen. We celebrated with dinner down in Cupertino at a steakhouse. Along with my simply prepared meal, I ate some of the table’s fried onion rings, and even had a Cadbury’s Fruit & Nut bar when I got home. Oh, and a bite of my husband’s banana cream pie with whipped creme.

When I awoke this morning, the first thought I had was, “God, please kill me. Anything but nausea”. After I returned to the bedroom, I ran through my head trying for the life of me to figure out WHAT had made me so sick. I’d had grilled, chicken (no sauce), steamed veggies, and a plain baked potato with sour cream. This is a lot of food for me, but not terrible. It must be food poisoning. I even called a volunteer RN. Then I remembered..

I have gallbladder disease. It had been so long since it had bothered me because of daily cannabis infused olive oil, combined with my healthy diet, that I’ve been symptom-free for over a year. I had forgotten to even include it in my checklist when I was troubleshooting. I heard hooves, and went looking for zebras. This time it was just an old nag.

A well stocked cannabis medicine cabinet has the following, and mine is no exception: an infused oil tincture of 1. high CBD, 2. high THC that doesn’t make you paranoid or uncomfortable (we’ve gotten fairly accurate at identifying which ones are which), and 3. A Mason jar (sealed tight) of raw flowers with high THC:CBD ratio. These should all be tested by a recognized lab to ensure quality, and to understand the cannabinoid and terpene profile of each medicine.

Once I had identified the source, it was just a matter of choosing a strain from what I keep on hand. In my case, Cannatonic (high CBD) infused olive oil, and William’s Wonder (high THC and Myrcene) infused olive oil. As a bonus, I also had on hand our infused coconut oil topical, which is filled with fabulous essential oils, like frankincense, rosemary, arnica, and lemongrass, to name a few.

I placed a dab of the topical under my nose, and immediately my nausea decreased considerably. A dropper of Cannatonic and WW each, had me feeling 75 percent better within an hour. While looking for something to eat during this time, hoping to hurry it along, I found a can of olives in the pantry, and ate several. A first, but it felt right, and it worked.

While all this was transpiring, several people were in need of cannabis and its miraculous medicine. A woman whose brother-in-law has metastatic skin cancer to the liver and bone called asking how she could get the extract for him. Another reached out from the East Coast to let me know how she dreams of one day having access to Aunt Zelda’s like we do in CA. Her pain can’t wait for the politics to open the first dispensary. Many others. It was a day that required many faces. However wearing the face of a cannabis patient, was número uno.

So, like my clocks, I have many 420 faces - Patient, advocate, caregiver, medicine maker. And today, on 4/20, I was diagnostician, chemist, patient, and volunteer in the life of someone because of cannabis. I’d say that’s worth celebrating. #PPP

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